Thursday, December 13, 2018

I almost died, and it turns out that's a pretty pricey prospect in California.

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Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Ah-ah-ah

For Alice, with gratitude for the commission. Happy Halloween, everybody!
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Ah-ah-ah bang! went the screen door at the front of the little market. Devon glared at it, sighed, and went back to stacking cans into the specified pyramid. He turned each one just so, and contemplated, not for the first time, peeling all of the labels off. He also contemplated just knocking them all over and storming out. Unfortunately for Devon, he needed to eat, and he didn’t like the idea of risking getting picked up by the cops. Again.

Sunday, September 9, 2018

Good in Rope

“You look good in rope,” Nicholas all but purred as he admired his handiwork.

“Is that some kind of colonizing bullshit?” Mayank teased, the sly slant of his dark eyes and his wide grin giving him away. “White man power tripping over my brown skin in ropes?”

Nicholas raised his brows at Mayank and put his head on to one side.

“Don’t think I hadn’t considered it before,” Nicholas replied in measured tones. “I do try to avoid fetishizing people, but I think we’re safe in any case. You came to me, after all, and you asked me to tie you up.” He leaned close, his breath tickling at Mayank’s ear. “I could untie you if you like. A few little pulls and that harness will be so unraveled it wouldn’t hold a kitten.”

Wednesday, August 22, 2018

Normal

The first thing that Devon was aware of as he regained consciousness, was the cold air sliding across the back of his leg. The second thing was the pressure of his bladder. His eyes had crusted shut the way they always did this time of year, and moving to Florida hadn’t helped that any. He rolled to his back, knuckling at one despite the fact that it tore at his lashes and irritated his lids, and forced the other to open on its own. He’d pay for that later, but he had to see the body that belonged to the weight in the bed next to him.